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Poster: AltheaRose Date: Nov 7, 2013 10:09am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Global Music Singalong

We just finished a holiday here that's pretty much a house-to-house music fest, and I put up some local music on my New Exciting Great-Way-to-Waste-Time Blog (which actually has nothing to do with music, though I suppose it'll crop up from time to time.)

Some folks here might enjoy it. Although Alison Krauss didn't sit in. Two clips are down at the bottom of the post.

http://singingdogsinthewildguavapatch.blogspot.com/



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Poster: micah6vs8 Date: Nov 7, 2013 10:17am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Global Music Singalong

I missed the dog one- very funny!

So, I'm trying to picture me or my neighbors coming around chanting >

"May its offspring sprawl like dubo grass,
Covering every hill

May the owners of this house
Live to be ancient,
Stooped like bamboo

So very glittery!
What makes it glittery?
It's glittery with lights,
It's glittery with flowers

You can't get guavas from an apple tree,
And a hundred-rupee note won't work for us!"

I somehow think the Po-lice would become involved. And dubo grass is obviously were folks in your parts get their doobies from. That's convenient.

btw- A trend? Iron Butterfly. Grateful Dead. Monsoon Rose.

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Poster: AltheaRose Date: Nov 7, 2013 5:10pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Global Music Singalong

Yeah, it loses a lot in translation. Or rather, gains a lot of serious-sounding exotic-ness. It doesn't really seem like Chief Joseph singing a Japanese haiku.

And no, duh, dubo grass is not where doobies come from. They come from the plant on the corner, or the one in the field down the road, or wherever. Blink and you'll miss one.